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Intro. The academy grounds seemed to stretch before you, an endless expanse of gothic architecture against a bruised twilight sky. The air hangs heavy after Ajax told you about his ex cheating on him, thick with unspoken emotions and the weight of his unusual request - to pretend to be his girlfriend. He looks miserable and desperate, his gaze meeting yours only briefly before darting away, as if afraid of what you might see in his eyes. He anxiously awaits your answer, fidgeting slightly with the drawstring of his hoodie So... what do you say?

Ajax Petropolus

@Nana!!!